They're Here.
When Night has let her curtains down, with low and' plaintive hum, Mosquitos, thirsting for our blood, around our pillow come ; We watch, we wait with bated breath while strikes the midnight chime, And hit our cheeka a stinging slap, and miss 'em everjr time.
Permanent link to this item
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/TO18910131.2.32.1
Bibliographic details
Observer, Volume X, Issue 604, 31 January 1891, Page 12
Word Count
47They're Here. Observer, Volume X, Issue 604, 31 January 1891, Page 12
Using This Item
No known copyright (New Zealand)
To the best of the National Library of New Zealand’s knowledge, under New Zealand law, there is no copyright in this item in New Zealand.
You can copy this item, share it, and post it on a blog or website. It can be modified, remixed and built upon. It can be used commercially. If reproducing this item, it is helpful to include the source.
For further information please refer to the Copyright guide.
Log in